THE END | Oscar Piastri

𝐁𝐎𝐍𝐔𝐒: first sight

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3rd person pov

Savannah walked next to Logan through the formula 3 paddock. It was the first time she was attending one of his races. They would frequently talk about his passion for the sport, and Savannah would support him through it. Even started watching the series for him. But she'd never seen him in action in person.

But she finally found the time to do so and here she was in Silverstone to watch her best friend do the thing he loved most.

He walked her all the way to the garage, where three cars sat with team members standing all around them. Each person was repping a red shirt with the team name plastered on the front, much like Logan himself.

Logan put a hand on the middle of Savannah's back, excusing the both of them as they tried to get past a few people. He brought her to the back of the garage, where two more men stood talking. They looked younger than the rest of the crew, around Logan's age Savannah would guess.

"Hey, Mate! We were starting to wonder if you got lost." The taller of the two joked, patting him on the shoulder. The other one gave a short laugh.

"Yeah haha." Logan commented dryly. "Guys this is Savannah, the one I said I've been friends with since we were five."

"Savannah, this is Fred." He paused, gesturing to the taller one who's mouth had fallen open slightly. "And this is Oscar." He gestured to the other boy, who gave a small wave before his eyes quickly went back to Logan, as if maintaining eye contact with the girl was a challenge he could not overcome.

"I know who they are. You don't think I keep up with you?" Savannah laughed.

"You didn't tell us the Savannah you're friends with is Savannah Scott." Fred said, unbelieving.

Logan shrugged. "I didn't think that detail was relevant." Fred blinked at him. "How would that not be relevant?"

"Cause it's not."

While Savannah looked between the two bickering teammates, Oscar's eyes wandered to her. Looking her over, he noticed she was prettier in person. The pictures didn't do her justice. She was like a real life princess, crawled straight out of a fairytale.

"Mate why aren't you shocked about this?" Fred hit him on the arm, and Savannah's eyes met his. He took enough time to study the blue hue of them before looking away. "It is shocking." He said, his voice carrying little emotion to back up his claim.

"Man are you broken? I've only seen you act like this with the media." Logan laughed.

Oscar gave a forced laugh, while Fred folded over. "Didn't you hear him? He's shocked."  Fred's comment makes Logan laugh harder.

After they've calmed down, Logan turns to Sav. "We're going change so you can talk or wonder or whatever." Logan shrugged and waited for a nod from the blonde before heading off with Fred and Oscar.

Savannah decided to look over the cars. Seeing their paint jobs and the intricate designs of their builds. She leans over the halo of one of the cars, none of the crew paying attention to what she's doing to stop her. To steady herself and get a closer look, a hand of hers grasped the halo.

Inside the cockpit, she gazed at the grooves of the seat, specially shaped around whichever persons car this was. She twisted to see down the tub, but couldn't see the pedals of the car.

"Hey uh, Savannah."

The girl jumped at the unexpected voice, turning sharply to the speaker. "Hey! Oscar, right?" She smiled, a hand still on the halo of the car.